I kept my eyes shut, as Tom cracked his whip again, hitting me on the other shoulder. I cried out in pain, wishing that we were somewhere far away from where we were. Somewhere where the sun was shining, and the birds were chirping. Somewhere where I was not getting hurt.Tom cracked his whip again, but this time I didn't feel any pain. I looked up and the sun blinded me. I looked down at the floor and gasped. Where the floor should have been, was sand. I looked up, careful of the Sun's rays, and looked around.
I heard the sound of waves and saw water on the shore. I looked behind me and saw trees. I was on an island.
I cheered and grinned. Cliff barked happily.
Then, I realized that I was still bound and so was Cliff. I looked down at the ropes and wished that there was some way that I could cut them, or at least loosen them up a little.
As if my wish came true, (which it did), a long golden staff appeared next to me. I smiled at it and wiggled closer to it, until I was in reach to grab it.
I got the staff and used the pointy end to saw off the rope. Then I did the same to the ropes that were around Cliff's paws.
Cliff barked happily and jumped up, licking me on the face. I laughed.
"Good boy." I told him. "Now, where are we?"
I looked around and noticed that the island we were on was inside a lake. I saw another shore on the other side.
A boat with a fisherman on it floated by, staring at me. I just smiled and waved at it. When it was gone, I realized that I probably should have asked that fisherman to get us across the water.
As if on que, I looked to my right and saw a small wooden boat that would definitely hold Cliff and myself.
Wait, was that there the whole time? That I did not know, but we got inside it anyway.
As I was rowing the boat, ('Row, Row, Row your boat, gently down the stream. Merely, Merely, Merely, Merely, life is like a dream!' ... Ahem... Sorry about that... Anyway!), I thought to myself.
'How does all this stuff happen to me after I wish it?' I thought.
Maybe it had to do with not dying after that cliff accident. I was dead for four years. And then I just magically woke up?
This was crazy. This was weird. This was amazing! I could be the only man on Earth who could never die. I was... A wizard!
When I rowed the boat to shore, I thought I should try my theory out. I already had the Golden Staff, now I just had to look the part.
I looked down at my tattered clothes and dirt filled shoes. Wizards did not have dirty old clothes. I thought about what Wizards did wear. They wore colorful robes and clean clothes. Maybe pointy shoes?
I wished I had a blue robe and pointy black shoes and then, boom, I was wearing them.
This was amazing! I had magical powers! I couldn't die!
Questions kept popping into my head.
'Could I die? What if I did? Doesn't everything have an end? How many powers did I have? Could I fly? Could I shoot lightning bolts out of my hands?'
All these questions and more went through my mind, but one thing I knew for certain. Cliff and I could not stay where we were. Maybe we could find a cave somewhere to stay for the night.
So, without hesitation, and with Cliff at my heels, I started my trek through the woods.
YOU ARE READING
The Wizard Of Jarbidge
FantasyHave you ever been hung by a rope? Have you ever been shot in the heart? Have you ever been burned at the stake? Well, this guy has done it all and has lived to tell the tale. Join Mad Max in the adventure of a lifetime!